I have mixed feelings on this book.

I LOVE SPOFFORTH. I loved everything about him. The twists involving him were great, and it was chilling to think about life from his perspective. I couldn't be mad at him. It was just really well done.

But then we get to the majority of the book.... Bentley's point of view. I have trouble believing humans would forget how to read. Being a fan of Asian media, I can read certain kanji without ever having studied it, just because I see the kanji on the screen when they speak about certain things. Considering stuff like that, I feel like it would be hard for an entire culture to just "forget" when you have store signs that people know the names of, etc. Maybe if all letters were somehow removed from earth I would buy it.. but to be surrounded by words and forget...? And the whole religious part was... weird.... just.... Bentley's whole narration was boring and pretentious. Yea we get it, leisure and enjoyment is bad, and we are ruining ourselves, I get it. Knowledge is power. I get it. Also to believe everyone would chose to be on drugs except Mary Lou...... You are asking me for more suspension of disbelief than I have to offer.

Overall it was a nice commentary. I just wish it had been more about Spofforth.